[Semi-Closed] Wedding Bliss

[onedrinkwithme]

Who: Aymeric, Leo, their CR and their +1s
When: April 21st, all day
Where: Odin’s Temple, Glitnir
What: It’s a wedding! Please respond to the top levels provided!



The invitations had been sent, the work has been done (and into overtime after certain events), the orders have been made and the scenes have been set. Trying to plan a wedding without a planner can be pretty tough but the support system both men have did help in the long run. A lot of it even with a computer dying in the process. The point was to have a simple affair, no large fanfare considering this was not one of Heaven’s festivals and just a celebration of love between two people. This what both Leo and Aymeric wished for and they did their dammest to make it come to life, to hopefully a successful and eventful day but for all the right reasons.

They earned this happiness. Today is for them and they can share it with comrades and friends and family alike.

Comments

[handsome_genius]

"I don't know Leo well at all, but Aymeric for sure. And if Aymeric has been with him as long as I've known him, then I trust him a great deal, yes." It was kind of like how he trusted Hak before he remembered anything about him - and even after he did, Yona still knew him longer, and Yoon trusted Yona more than Hak in the end, but... he trusted Hak by extension of Yona's trust in him.

"And I'm not sure why they asked you either... but like you said, I'm sure they had a reason." Then he speaks up again: "I guess it just feels like if I did know why, or if I had done something to help them today, it would feel like... they trusted me more too."

He shrugs in Ebisu's direction. "Maybe I don't like feeling like I'm being treated like a kid. You know?" Surely that much Ebisu could understand. Yoon understood very well that he was young - but he also knew how much time he'd spent being a homemaker, and that made him feel like he deserved to be treated the way adults were.

[chibisu]

"When you put it that way, I suppose I can understand to some degree..." Ebisu's gaze drifts a little upwards to the ceiling, a fork in his mouth as he works through another piece of cake. It's a fairly decent comparison, he supposes. On a surface level, he would imagine it works very well. But...

He lets the fork go back down to rest along the plate. "I think the circumstances between us may be different in that regard, however." It doesn't take much to look through the crowd and find his two shinki again. Unmi seems to be nearby enough just in case anything goes wrong, although he seems to mostly be complimenting the shinki at the bar, and Kimi is happily dancing with Jitsumi. He's glad to see them enjoying themselves; it's not something that happens nearly enough.

"I know for a fact that, for some of the things my shinki do, it's because it is their way of making it up to me." Ebisu can think well enough on why. "For your gods, there is undoubtedly something different." Shaking his head, he looks over to Yoon and smiles. "Well, it can't be helped. Your connection to one another is still new, so these sorts of misunderstandings will inevitably happen, not out of malice, but because of care. I can't imagine their explanation- that's something you will have to openly discuss with Borel-sama yourself once the festivities have died down. Still, I'm certain that, for Borel-sama and his husband, your presence here is as valuable as anything you could have given or done. I hope gives some solace to you until you have a moment with Borel-sama." With that said, he reaches over for Yoon's hand.

...And that's... about all he can do. Reach. His tiny little hand can only flail, since his short little arm lacks the length required to finish off this moment.

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[handsome_genius]

The expression on his face slowly shifts from that concerned contemplation of Ebisu's words to appreciation for them. He responds by extending his own hand.

"Thanks - for taking the time to talk to me about this." Even though they had such vastly different insights on the matters at hand, he was spoken to on an even footing. It helped, a little, giving him time to process some of his own thoughts on what had happened. That was good a gift as any.